ALLIE: DAY 70: Tuesday, 24th of April
Exploring the island, hiking up a volcanic hill, amazing maois and a
magic sunset
Phil at the controls |
A pretty good nights’ sleep
(except for the dogs!) and a leisurely breakfast with the other French guests
makes us feel so much better.
We set out around 10 am to drive around the
island. The distances are not far. It’s only 30km to the farthest end of it. We
set out to drive around the eastern coast line.
The countryside reminds of
Ireland or Scotland: barren but green hills, pastures with free grazing horses,
lines of dry-stone walls and the wild blue sea bashing against the steep
cliffs.
Even the weather could be Irish except maybe for the temperature. We
have sun, we have some little showers (but mainly beautiful sun I must say).
horses are the main means of transport |
The first settlers to these islands had come from other Polynesian islands around 8000 years ago. At the height of their culture there were about 4000 Rapa Nui living here in ‘Te Pito o te Henua’ meaning ‘the navel of the world'.
one of many moais |
After the arrival of the first
Europeans the numbers rapidly declined because of disease and lack of
resources.
The name ‘Easter Islands’ derives from the Dutch admiral Jacob
Roggeven who first arrived here on Easter Sunday in 1722, shortly to be
followed by – guess whom? – Mr. James Cook of course and then by the French
lieutenant Le Perouse.
Chile finally annexed the islands in 1888 and that’s how
it is still up today.
Moai quarry |
And there is our first Moai
standing near the coast facing inland.
Nobody really knows the answer to all
the questions of these huge carved stone blocks, but scientists believe that
most of them date back to the 14th century and we used in clan
rites.
As there were quite a few different clans living on the island they
started to compete with each other creating bigger and bigger statues as the
rivalry went on.
These blocks were carved from a quarry near the extinct
volcano Rano Raraku. Here we find most of the standing Moais.
Phil enjoys the fabulous views and a rest |
Some look so
tired from standing upright they started to lean forward. Their noses and
mouths remind me of the German comedian Loriot. But these statues are 20meters
tall and around 200kg heavy.
People used to move them by using wooden blocks –
no wonder that trees are rare now on this island. We climb up the steep sides
of the volcano.
A fantastic view is the reward. Right in the middle of the
crater there is a little lake surrounded by reed but from the top of the
volcano we enjoy views to nearly all around the island. Stunning!
We are nearly ‘maoied out’ but
there is the impressive row of 15 Maoi at the site Ahu Tongariki that we can’t
miss. And again we are so lucky.
With the weather and with the other tourists.
When we arrive to the site it’s still lovely sunny and there isn’t a soul
about. But minutes later a big cloud explodes and some busloads of tourists
arrive. Let’s get on.
We come to the secluded beach of Anakena. I manage to talk
my husband into a swim. The water is lovely and warm. Only a handful of
tourists and locals are here to enjoy that peaceful spot. Eventually we drive
back through the middle of the island which is covered by some remaining eucalyptus
forest.
We are soo lucky! We may enjoy
the perfect Easter Island sunset. Sipping a beer as sun downer near the Tahai
statues we wait for the right time to come.
Nearly 6.30 pm the sun finally sets
as a golden ball right between the five moai statues and disappears into the
dark blue sea. It couldn’t be better! What a wonderful day.
I feel that I could
live here. It’s such peaceful place. All those horses grazing freely around the
island, some gauchos riding on them even in the middle of town, the lovely
temperature, the bashing sound of the sea, the open countryside… but it’s miles
from anywhere and alas too expensive!
what a magic sunset! |
PHIL: Day 70/24 April
the statues are everywhere on this island |
Today
is our chance to drive a hired 4x4 (well, a Suzuki, anyway) around the main
archaeological sites on this small (24km long) island.
There were apparently
four days of torrential rain just before we arrived , evidenced by washouts of
the deep red laterite soil everywhere, so we are fortunate in having a day with
mostly sunny skies and only the occasional dark cloud and spots of rain.
exhausted and nearly as stone dead as the moai |
Indeed
it is perfect for recording the massive brooding statues which are much more
numerous than we expected.
Although there are a few tourist minibus parties our
visits are fortuitously timed such that we are almost alone everywhere.
From
Hanga Roa town we drive anti-clockwise with many stops including a climb of
Rano Raraku crater lake.
the crater lake |
We
notice our ‘patron’, Lionel, who is taking a small group round in his Pajero
which has a broken starter motor, parked off the tarmac. He can’t get started
so we tow him, me driving in reverse, using a very short webbing belt, until he
jump-starts the car on the main road.
Then on to Anakena Beach
where, against expectations, the water is warm enough for even me to swim in.
Bracing against the waves I contemplate the horizon beyond which lies South America some 3900km away to the east.
A
girl we met in the Cooks reported that each sunset on Easter
Island was watched by ‘the whole population’.
strong as a rock |
Well she might more
accurately have said ‘every tourist’ as we discovered when Allie’s plan to have
a quiet beer at the moais on Mahanua Bay to watch the sun go down dissolved
into what looked like a minor concert audience ringing the five silhouetted statues
on the shore.
A trio of thoughtless giggling
girls fail to note that the other
70+ camera-bedecked spectators want a
clear shot of the moai and the sea and languidly stand blocking the view, but
nevertheless the atmosphere is almost preternatural.
a gorgeous sunset |
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